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And by that, I mean an artist. One who hears stories in the wind, who paints because it is what her soul tells her to do, who smiths because the muse moves through her fingertips, who loves nothing more than the promise of an unexplored trail, the sound of the ocean in her ears, and scent of a serious cup of coffee.

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The skies have let loose. I'm sitting in the studio without music, just listening to the rain thunder down. The redwood just outside my window is covered in the most beautiful bokeh of droplets. Down by the river a small but brave flock of birds is flying low; I counted seven between the birch trunks which are growing green. This morning I found a gluten-free, vegan chocolate bar which I am devouring with licorice tea in a cup and saucer I had nearly forgotten about.